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At the traffic lights, people
brace themselves against
a blustery wind sweeping
the pavements.
As they wait for the lights to
change, a blue plastic bag comes
skimming along the street,
at the corner it is lifted and
swirls around the legs of the
pedestrians, then another
stronger gust carries it into the
middle of the intersection.
Finally, it rises at great speed
on the wind, away and over…
ContinueAdded by william james falls on July 11, 2012 at 23:05 — No Comments
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